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concordancegrimoires2015-03-20 10:50 pm
duskwight) wrote in concordancegrimoires2015-03-20 10:50 pm
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Grimoires/Action in Archades jails
[ The plan had been simple enough. Go to Archades, listen in on some conversations - maybe even use her newfound abilities to ask the local rats - surely there had to be rats somewhere - if they had any information. Sell the information to someone who wanted it. Maybe even spin it into a story, see if anyone wanted her writing. Walk away richer. Buy cake. Easy.
The first flaw in the plan had been the first flaw with most of her plans, the part where she was too tall and too grey with ears that stuck out too much. The giant karakul she had befriended really didn't make her look any less out of place, either. She could have recovered from that. Probably. Just a little talking, maybe a little bribery- easy enough.
The second flaw in the plan had been that when the guard grabbed her a little more roughly than the little sheep approved of, it had sneezed him across the street and sprinted off. That was somewhat harder to talk her way out of.
And that was how Braids found her way to this cell. She doesn't seem too upset by it - it's an inconvenience, certainly, but nothing to get too worked up over. And all the Grimoires have to say about this whole incident is- ]
On this day, the good people of Archades were terrorized by a perturbed sheep.
((OOC: The Yan (friendly variety) will be running through the city for a while before running off - it's going to be a hunt later. It's not aggressive, but will respond to aggression by using Snort to send the aggressor flying in the opposite direction.))
The first flaw in the plan had been the first flaw with most of her plans, the part where she was too tall and too grey with ears that stuck out too much. The giant karakul she had befriended really didn't make her look any less out of place, either. She could have recovered from that. Probably. Just a little talking, maybe a little bribery- easy enough.
The second flaw in the plan had been that when the guard grabbed her a little more roughly than the little sheep approved of, it had sneezed him across the street and sprinted off. That was somewhat harder to talk her way out of.
And that was how Braids found her way to this cell. She doesn't seem too upset by it - it's an inconvenience, certainly, but nothing to get too worked up over. And all the Grimoires have to say about this whole incident is- ]
On this day, the good people of Archades were terrorized by a perturbed sheep.
((OOC: The Yan (friendly variety) will be running through the city for a while before running off - it's going to be a hunt later. It's not aggressive, but will respond to aggression by using Snort to send the aggressor flying in the opposite direction.))
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"Settle down!" [ The Magister orders once the other prisoners become a tad too boisterous for his liking. With just the flick of his wrist, Zargabaath orders the other judges to linger away as he slowly strides into the cell. ]
"Are you the one who messaged me?" [ Zargabaath says as he holds up his leather-back grimoire within his left hand. The worn face of the book is heavily scarred despite being essentially brand new. These scars serve as a testament of how many times Zargabaath has tried to rid himself of this accursed book. ]
"If so, you are one of the few who possess a grimoire like this."
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[ The elezen shuffles nervously as the other judges leave, not entirely sure what to do beyond talk far too much and hope that the hushed whispers about what might be next are untrue. Her conjury's gone, after all, and her 'bodyguard' is off running around the city. ]
I do! I mean, I've tried to give it to the guards, I really have! I can give it to you now, if you want! It's just- it keeps coming back. It's not a very well-behaved book. And it likes me. Kind of like the sheep, really...
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"As you may know, these are no ordinary tomes. They're laden with magicks far greater than what I ever seen before."
[ Zargabaath offers his tome towards one of his men for safe-keeping before turning towards the Elezen again. ]
"I beseech you, tell me of the realm which you hail from, foreigner."